That suit in Chancery, ⁷¹ —which some persons plead

In an appeal to the unborn, whom they,

In the faith of their procreative creed,

Baptize Posterity, or future clay,—

To me seems but a dubious kind of reed

To lean on for support in any way;

Since odds are that Posterity will know

No more of them, than they of her, I trow.